Lusty grinds coffee. Seriously crowded: probably making excessive use of the space: I sit on a high stool at a table that is affixed to the wall. Four kitchen staff and a waitress are busily working away. Water is self-service: there’s a jug and glasses at the bar.
Coffee, given the busyness of the kitchen, arrives quickly. The latte is served in a tallish, thin glass, at a good temperature. It tastes pretty similar to grinders coffee, but with a little more body.
From my seat, I have a clear view into the kitchen, where I finally see the the trick to serving free-form poached eggs is to lift them up, drain the water into a tea-towel, then plate them.